Out of Tune: Pitch Perfect 2

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If you’ve seen the trailer of the much-awaited movie sequel Pitch Perfect 2, then I suggest you replay it again and again because after watching the movie, I could seriously say that the trailer was better than the movie. Seriously.

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There is always this pressure in making a movie’s sequel better than the first. Some movie franchises try its hardest to make sure that fans of the original would buy tickets to see the next chapter to their favorite movie. Not all sequels have been successful in raising the bar.

Sadly, Pitch Perfect 2 is one of them.

Plot wise, it was all over the place. There was too many sub stories waiting to be told but from the beginning of the movie until the end, all those stories were left half baked. Inside the cinema, audiences waited for that Pitch Perfect charm. They waited for that intense girl power energy they’ve seen in the original, the humor, the quick exchange of funny bashes from one group to another but after an hour and fifty-five minutes, the cinemas stayed silent wishing it could have been more intense.

The sequel wanted to talk about becoming mature. It wanted to teach its audiences the value of friendship, loyalty and passion for the art of group singing. Instead, it showed how people tend to be indecisive, selfish, and afraid of change. Worst, the movie didn’t really teach much as the first one. It was half baked. It felt like the movie was only made to be made and not to tell the next chapter of the Bellas. I felt bad for the characters because as much as they were individually interesting to watch, they were lost in movie

Although it did have a few fun moments (the bonfire scene, the underground show down, the final performance) but they were too short to be remembered. The songs used were not as catchy as the last one. Most of the songs left my friend and I clueless. Who sang that song?

Truth to be told, Pitch Perfect 2 not only lost its charm, but it lost its sense of direction. Seriously.

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The thing about Flirting

Flirting is not for everyone.

After complaining that good men were hard to find nowadays, Amy was nice enough to introduce her good friend Jean to someone who was the ideal guy anyone would want to be with, long term.

A good dresser, a gentleman, a self-made man with manners; he was surprisingly appealing, even though he wasn’t Jean’s usual type.

Jean wanted to believe that most girls fell for the bad boy. The good ones usually came second. This guy was a good guy. Jean saw it right away.

After that seemingly enjoyable night, Amy told Jean that he found Jean pretty interesting. Pretty. Interesting. She told Jean that it was definitely a good sign. That maybe it could lead to something good.

But it didn’t. She said Jean had to make the first step. At some point, girls should take the first step. Amy said.

So Jean did.

Jean added him on Facebook. Liked some of his posts, even commented on one of his pictures. She added a smiling face. Comments looked better with an emoticon.

Nothing. He didn’t get her number.

Jean talked to Amy again. She said that Jean had to push some more. That in the modern age of dating, the girl was supposed to make an effort because nothing was more appealing than a girl who really showed interest in a man.

So Jean did.

Jean got his number. She texted him a few times. He answered back.

Nothing. All texts ended with a smiley face.

Amy said guys barely used the smiley face emoticon unless they really meant it. Jean needed a little more convincing.

Amy said to be visible.

So Jean did.

Jean went to parties with Amy. He was usually there. Jean gave her all and walked towards him and they talked for a bit. They talked about business, common friends and where they grew up.

Nothing. Their conversations always ended with a smile. Followed by a very awkward silence. Followed by, “Hey, want another drink?”

Amy said Jean should make herself appealing.

Jean posted pictures of herself. All made up. Enjoying life, smiling widely. Being foolish. She even posted quotes pushing the statement that she was single and looking for the perfect guy who would change her life. Every guy liked the hopeless romantic type… right?

Nothing.

But then he liked one of her posts. He tagged Jean in another. He ended a comment with a smiley face.

Ah, that stupid smiley face.

Jean jumped for joy. Small things like this needed to be noticed and appreciated.

But nothing. It ended with that.

A few months later, Jean found out that he got back with his ex.

Jean realized two things, one, some guys are just nice and two, that flirting was not an easy thing to do.

She guessed there was more to getting a guy you want to flirt with you back.

Maybe he had to actually WANT to flirt back.

Moral of the story: Flirting is a two way street.

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You know what the problem is…

I’m the one who has to wait

I’m the one who has no option but to wait for your move

I like you, i think I’m really starting to

And as much as I want tell you that I do like you

To make you feel that everyday

I can’t. 

Because i know I can’t

Because it has to come from you

It has to start with you

Thats the rule of attraction

You can establish a connection with anybody if you work on it

But in the end its the guy who has to decide whether or not he likes the girl or not

If he wants to pursue her or not

If he feels that he has already met his match 

If he realizes that you are the one for him.

Then no problem. A happy new beginning.

As much as I want to confess to you, one thing i keep thinking about is that… If I do, i just might lose you.

The Perfect What If

We will meet a lot of people.

In different places, instances.

By accident or on purpose.

We will get to talk to them.

Get introduced, get to know them a little bit better, exchange numbers.

If we’re lucky, we will get to spend time with them. Over coffee, for lunch, dinner, with a movie.

We will talk about work, business, common friends, interests.

How we click. 

If we’re lucky, it wouldn’t just be a one time thing. 

If we’re lucky, we get to laugh with them, understand them, treat them with care, consider them a friend. 

Months will turn into years, pictures will be taken, experiences will be shared.

If we’re lucky, we will mean something to them. And maybe, we might just fall in love with them. 

Platonically, romantically.

Either, Or… That would just be

Some kind of perfect

Change

Changing shouldn’t be a big deal. 

Sometimes.

It will always happen. Any time and to any one. When you least expect it.

People can change overnight, or after a few days,months, years, a decade.

The color of our hair. The kind of clothes we wear. Food cravings, crushes, favorite movies, the books we read, the mottos we live by, our beliefs, our hopes, the kind of people we want to be with, the one we would want to fall in love with. 

To change. It can be bad, it can be better. Change can shape you into someone you never thought would be you.

To change is a choice only made by you.

It can be something great, something good, and maybe something worth pushing for.

Ito o iyan

Alam ng lahat na mahirap talaga pumili sa dalawang bagay.

Tumatakbo ang utak mo. Pros and cons. Kung anong mas mahalaga sa hindi. Anong mas kailangan mo o hindi. Ano gusto mo sa dapat mong piliin. Ano ang mas hindi mo na kayang hintayin.

Isang dilemmang hindi pwedeng patagalin. Minsan may ilang minuto ka lang para pumili.

Alam ng lahat na mahirap pumili pero kailangan.

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Wish

I wish it wasn’t true.
That marriage ruins people eventually.
That having a child meant letting go of some kind of selfish happiness we all desire to keep.

I wish it wasn’t true
That love isn’t enough anymore,
When you got older.
That we search for something more
Even after all those years.

I still wish I can keep believing in love
The power that it has
To bring people together
No matter how impossible it seems to be.
I wish love could really conquer all, through thick and thin.

I wish I wouldn’t stop hoping
That real, amazing love
Can happen to me
And never disappear.

It shouldn’t be too late.